A woman’s daring sexual past collides with her married-with-kids present when the bad-boy ex she can’t stop fantasizing about crashes back into her life. A suburban mother of two takes a fantasy-charged trip down memory lane that sets her very married present on a collision course with her wild-child past. To paraphrase the ever-relevant Mrs. Merton: what first attracted viewers to the sex-strewn, nudity-heavy sauce fest Sex/Life (Netflix)? The show, an adaptation of BB Easton’s novel 44 Chapters About 4 Men, shot to the top of Netflix’s Top 10 when it was released last week. Call me suspicious, but after sitting through eight episodes of shagging strung together with the occasional splash of melodrama, I don’t think it’s the dialogue that has people streaming it in their droves.